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Thursday, December 08, 2005

that familiar face that i see everyday
now i only see u at the back of my head
the longing & desire to dial the keypad & press that send
i resist & fight, the inner struggle that follow
what is the right thing to do?
what am i suppose to do?
in the end, i let go the lifeless device of communication
u won this round

there i lay on the ground, wondering
i have forgotten how it feel to be hold by u
given another chance i wouldnt let go
the entanglement of two lovers limb
the embrace
the attachment
we feel like one entity
now im jus the egg without the yolk
plain and boring, less nurition

looking into the cloudless dark beyond
i ask the universe a million questions
everything that pop up in my head
the million questions that begs the one answer
have i lost you to the galaxy
felt as though a black hole has come thru and rip u from me
what once was one has become half

in the end, only time will tell
only u would know
whn i can come back to life
just like the weed that raise every spring after winter
im missing your presence